Spring has a habit called warmth, kites have a habit called distance, grass has a habit called growth, I have a habit called missing you, missing you in my heart, missing you in my eyes, missing you every moment.
There is a season called spring.
We have spring in our youth.
Concept: A single flower cannot make a beautiful spring day. Only when one person takes the lead can one move alone. Only when many people take the lead can the mountains be moved.